The wind wailed As if the sky was breaking apart Amidst endless hardships and tests The world was not As we wanted it to be As we thought it would be However We held hands again The six of us together all on both feet So no one would fall We got ready to run once again Young Wild and Free In the end the world is made up of our stories Everyone says because we are young The struggles we suffered Will turn into blood and flesh (TN: 你 will gain the fruits of your labour) The autumn wind that tried to bury us in oblivion Leave, return to the sky Now, harshly, like crazy We’re still alive Now come on, follow me We are Young Wild and Free Answer me Who dares to represent us in this world? AHH WOO We made it back We’ll tell everything as it is, ALWAYS in our own way This is the monologue of youth Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh